The Duke's Bride

[Bethany]

That at least I can believe. I wonder which of her servants was that poor soul's mother? "If you say so," Beth says, frowning at Eliana. "Seems to me like living him alive is doing a lot of harm. But about your god magician... How does that work, exactly, what with 'suffer not a witch to live' and all that?" She seems equal parts defiant and nervous as she asks, but ask she does.

[Countess Elaina Moorwood]

"That's a rather modern translation. The original Aramaic is suffer not a witch to live without god."" I say calmly "the yadvashem follow strict laws and practices. Tova and her people keep strict kosher and observe the sabbath. Their power comes directly from the three facets of god."

[Carver Amell]

"...yer all heretics," mutters Carol into her pillow. 

[Countess Elaina Moorwood]

"Some would agree with you carol but I'm far more concerned with the rights of the people than the opinions of the church. You will find that there are more things in heaven  and earth than can be explained through scripture alone. I intend to mark Scotland better than when I found it and if that means the god of man refuses to let me kiss his slippers in Rome then I'm fine with that. It's a well known fact that I'm a Lutheran."

[Bethany]

It is? Uh. "What... What's a Lutherian?" Beth asks awkwardly, fighting-- and failing-- to hold back a blush.

[Countess Elaina Moorwood]

"Martin Luther nailed 95 gevances on the doors to the basilica and some of his students left to form their own church. I agree with his teachings and so I joined the church."

[Carver Amell]

"More heresy," mutters Carol, rolling on her side to be heard more clearly. "Beth, I don't think we should be associated with these people."

[Bethany]

"Not exactly spoiled for choice," Beth mutters to herself. "Can't say I disagree," she adds louder, looking over at her twin but keeping Eliana visible in the corner of her eye. "Still..."

[Countess Elaina Moorwood]

I shrug. "It's your choice to stay or go. What else can I awnser for you?" I ask calmly

[Carver Amell]

"Where did you meet Garrett?"

[Countess Elaina Moorwood]

"He's a local mercenary king. I met him in his camp when I bought his support"

[Carver Amell]

"Who are his parents?"

[Countess Elaina Moorwood]

"Malcom hawke and Leonard lamellar."

[Carver Amell]

Carol sits bolt upright, scowling "You're lying!" 

[Countess Elaina Moorwood]

"I'm not. Nothing I've told you is a lie"